Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 302 Chapter 302, Zhu Cihong's cannon bombing, Junggar suffered a serious setback
It was naturally impossible for the Junggar people to hide such a large-scale change from the Ming army.

Ten thousand Dzungar cavalry had just been dispatched, and Ming army scouts immediately reported to Zhu Cixang.

After Zhu Cihong got the report, he immediately took out the binoculars.

This was obtained by Zhu Cihong from a Spanish businessman when he stayed in the capital last year, and it was very valuable.

It's not that he didn't think about looking for the system, but the system ignored him.

On such a battlefield with very wide terrain, the telescope is undoubtedly an artifact for observing the battle situation.

Sure enough, Zhu Cihong immediately saw two billowing clouds of smoke rushing towards his side, or to use a more precise term, they were rushing towards Zhu Cihong's direction.

"Beheading tactics?" Zhu Cihong couldn't help laughing: "This Batur Huitaiji is really interesting."

Fang Gongqian looked hurriedly, and came to Zhu Cihong's side: "His Royal Highness, please ask the British Lord, do you need him to lead the left wing back to the defense?"

Zhu Cilang said with a smile: "For the time being, there is no need for this. You just send someone to tell British Duke to deal with the enemy in front of him well. By the way, Li Dingguo also sent someone there, so as not to waste time going back and forth later. .”

Fang Gonggan was a little anxious: "Your Highness, according to what the British Duke said, the Junggar cavalry is obviously coming for you this time."

Zhu Cihong didn't take it seriously, and said: "Of course I know that they are here for me."

Fang Gong was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Fang Gongqian had an idea and called out: "You want to use those cannons to deal with the Junggars?"

Zhu Cixiang laughed: "Smart. Go and quickly bring up all the cannons in this palace!"

On the left wing of the Ming army, the British Duke was stunned for a moment after learning Zhu Cixiang's reply.

"Your Highness doesn't need support?"

The British prince was distraught.

He knew very well that Zhu Cihong was surrounded by only one thousand Musketeers Guards and three thousand Qinghai Guards cavalry.

When facing the Junggar cavalry with muskets, the three thousand Qinghai guard cavalry who still had cold weapons in their hands were completely useless.

Doesn't this mean that Zhu Cihong planned to use a thousand Musketeers to resist the ten thousand Junggar cavalry who came?

Crazy!
The British Lord calmed down, glanced at the generals around him, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness is reducing the pressure for us. He must have a way to delay those Junggar cavalry. We must not miss this opportunity His Highness gave us, immediately all Press up and try to defeat the enemy in front of us with the fastest speed!"

Although the Ming army is indeed inferior to the Junggars in terms of numbers, the two sides are actually on par in terms of combat effectiveness.

Batur Huitaiji suddenly dispatched [-] cavalry to launch a surprise attack, which will inevitably lead to a considerable weakening of the frontal strength of the Junggars.

It's a gamble.

Baturhui Taiji gambled that the [-] Junggar cavalry could directly outflank and succeed before being defeated head-on. Even if they couldn't kill Zhu Cihong, the main general, they could easily encircle and annihilate the middle of the Ming army and win.

On the other hand, if the [-] Junggar cavalry were unable to make contributions or even be defeated, then the Junggar frontal troops, which had already fallen into a strength disadvantage, would undoubtedly be defeated.

Baturhui Taiji is full of confidence, and believes that his side's winning rate is at least [-]%!

Seeing the two Junggar cavalry gradually approaching, Zhu Cihong smiled.

"Where's the cannon? Blast the hell out of me!"

When Zhu Cihong said this, he was standing next to one of the cannons.

Don't forget, Zhu Cihong is a serious S-class artilleryman!

Ten Hongyi cannons lined up, aiming at the attacking Junggar army on the left and right.

With Zhu Cihong's order, the ten Hongyi cannons that had been oriented by him fired immediately.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of the cannon was deafening, much more powerful than the muskets.

The barrel of the gun visibly vibrated, and then the huge solid shells flew out, heading towards the charging Junggar cavalry.

Under Zhu Cihong's gaze, ten shells fell one after another.

The Junggars rushed over from the narrow gap between the Ming army's middle road and the left and right roads, which would make their formation quite dense.

And this kind of dense formation is most suitable for cannons to show off their power.

After the shells fell, many Junggar cavalrymen in front were killed by the shells immediately, and even those who touched a little bit were overturned and fell off their horses on the spot, with broken bones and tendons.

The Junggars obviously didn't think of this, and the formation suddenly became a little chaotic.

Zhu Cihong was expressionless: "What are you doing in a daze, continue to reload and fire, use your fastest time!"

An old gunner couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, if you reload too quickly, it will affect the life of the cannon."

Zhu Cihong was speechless: "What do you care about the life of the cannon at this time? Hurry up, pack it hard, hit it hard!"

Zhu Cihong was not idle either. While the artillerymen were busy loading, he continued to adjust the shooting parameters.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Round after round of shells fell, and every time they fell, at least hundreds of Junggar cavalry could be killed. While making the Junggar cavalry turn their backs, it also greatly slowed down the advancement of the Junggar.

Not only that, when the Junggar cavalry came into range, the thousand Musketeers guarding Zhu Cihong also began to show their power.

"Bang bang bang!"

To be able to obtain the qualification to guard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, one doesn't need to think about how elite these thousand musketeers are, and each of them can be called a sharpshooter in the army.

The muskets and cannonballs formed a perfect cooperation. The cannonballs were responsible for waves of large-scale sweeps, while the musketeers were responsible for the precise harvesting of the Junggar cavalry who had escaped the bombardment of the cannons and rushed to the front.

Fang Gongqian stood beside Zhu Cihuang nervously holding a spear, watching this scene, he was greatly shocked.

"War... how can you still fight like this?"

Fang Gongqian's eyes fell on Zhu Cihong's body, his heart was full of admiration.

Zhu Cihong didn't notice this, because his whole mind was already focused on the battlefield in front of him.

Although he has fought many battles in the past two years, in fact, Zhu Cixiang rarely faces the front line of the battlefield like this. He always sits and commands from the rear.

This kind of life and death, this kind of gunpowder smoke, this kind of killing sound shaking the sky, this feeling of blood dripping...

It's so cool!

The young man's blood burst out at this moment, as if something roared in his heart, wanting to prove something to the whole world.

Zhu Cihong took a deep breath, raised his right hand high, and then lowered it forcefully: "Fire!"

"Fire!!!" All the gunners roared in unison.

"Boom boom boom!"

The shells fell again, and the Junggar cavalry still fell on their backs as before.

But this time, things are different.

Many Junggar cavalry stopped their horseshoes one after another, and then began to pull their horses back.

"escape!"

"I can't attack, retreat!"

"Run away, we will be the ones who die later!"

As fast as the Dzungars came, they retreated as fast.

In just a few moments, all the Junggar cavalry ran cleanly.

Of course it's not particularly clean, because there are still many corpses on the ground, hundreds of corpses.

Some war horses refused to leave, and kept whining beside their master's corpse.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Cihong also let out a sigh of relief.

"Take it!" Zhu Cihong waved his hand vigorously, as if venting the excitement in his heart.

Fang Gongqian jumped three feet high and screamed.

"Da Ming wins, Daming always wins!"

Beside the two, countless soldiers of the Ming army showed smiles and raised their arms in cheers.

The surprise attack of the Junggars was completely thwarted!

(End of this chapter)